The night scene slowly descended upon Jadefall City.

Xu Zhenyan and Xie Ningke were lying on the grassland, motionless, facing the long and dangerous night.

After the previous rapid advance and great battle, most of the people in the great battle were already utterly exhausted. In order to guard against a possible attack at night, most of the army’s cultivators took on roles of night sentries.

Because the two of them were extremely close and since Xu Zhenyan’s injuries never healed, there was naturally a slightly bloody and pungent smell that entered Xie Ningke’s nose from time to time.

Xie Ningke was a cultivator who entered Jadefall City together with Qiu Hanshan and Xu Zhenyan. He had previously served as a military commander in Thousand Sunset Border Army. As long as one remained in the border army for a certain amount of time, even those who obsessed about cleanliness the most might not care too much about dirtiness anymore. However, when he saw the bandages that were full of dried dirty blood and wrapped around Xu Zhenyan’s body and also smelled the bits of foul odor, a bit of unhappiness appeared in Xie Ningke’s eyes.

It wasn’t that he couldn’t handle...